Passionate Dreams
Come here please
so all can see
how beautiful, sensual
and irresistible you are to me.
You move very slowly
like a cunning cat,
your fur looks so inviting
but your claws are intact.
Is my chain mail
strong enough to engage,
will I be able to come of age.
We brush by one another,
the scent is hypnotic,
I know now
my armor is just idiotic.
Your claws are erect
they rip through my skin and bones,
I am completely tattered,
battered, and left alone.
I pick myself up
and tend to my wounds,
I was a gallant knight,
but now completely bestrewn.
These gashes I received,
tearing my soul apart,
will never fully heal,
always having a wounded heart.
I will move forward in this state
as most must do,
never fully allowing
one’s passionate dreams
come true.
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